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Rosie's Games

Romance Carnival 1st Prize. BEWARE THE FURY OF A PATIENT WOMAN. Rosalind Lux died after learning of her husband and sister’s betrayal. And just as she thought she finally found peace, she woke up forty years before her death. With memories from her past life intact, Rosalind vowed revenge. Her plans quickly brought her into the arms of a Duke whose enticing gaze contained mysteries that threatened not just her plans but her heart and body. …. BEWARE THE LOVE OF A CURSED MAN. Punished by the Goddess for his greed, Lucas Benjamen Rothley had been guarding the North for as long as he could remember. For hundreds of years, no woman has ever stirred his heart. That was until the fearsome Rosalind Lux stumbled into his life. Soon, he realized Rosalind wasn’t quite the damsel that she liked everyone to believe. She is hiding a secret so dark it could either end his curse or throw his life amiss. Tags: Revenge, Strong female lead, no rape or abuse, slow-burn romance. Other novels: The Lycan's Sin: COMPLETED Cover is mine. Instagram: @b.mitchylle Discord: MitchyMitch#3750

B_Mitchylle · Fantasy
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565 Chs

Huig

Rosalind's face turned ugly when she realized that she could recognize the person behind the mask. It was the Duke! Duke Lucas!

Why would he come here?

She immediately lowered her gaze. She was almost certain that the man could recognize her just from one glance.

Until now, she wasn't quite sure how he was able to recognize her, but then again, there were more pressing matters to address. How was he able to come here and just barge into the room as if he owned the place?

This did not make any sense!

"Ah… isn't this the …"

"I heard that you found someone that could heal curses." Duke Lucas did not even hesitate to stare at her.

"Ah? We—"

"Words travel fast, Mr. Pratt." Duke Lucas sat on the other side of Mr. Montgomery. "I came here to join the festivities."

"And here me thought you came to try and steal the bride of my child."

Almost immediately the atmosphere stilled, even Rosalind could not believe her ears. Bride? Bride of who?